"Year 12 Senior Homestead camp to Mount Buffalo was a load of fun, adventure, and challenges. The week began with a five-hour bus trip to the picturesque and largely untouched Mount Buffalo, situated just near the town of Bright. We were able to see the gorgeous scenery right away with a 5 km hike/ scramble through the rocks to camp.
The first night involved setting up tents, a refresher on how to operate trangias, and planning for the coming days. Our first day involved splitting into two groups, with one taking on rock climbing at the Cathedral and the other abseiling the South Wall at The Gorge right near camp. The rock climbing was a unique experience, with insane 360° views. A multi-pitch climb around the rock followed by a 100m abseil back to the ground. The abseiling involved four pitches along the wall, with one being through a cave.
There was a bit of scrambling through rocks, squeezing through tight spaces, and precariously walking along somewhat sketchy paths next to 200 metres drops. If you were brave enough to turn your head from the rock in front of you to the mountains behind, you would see emerald green layers of the alps, with whimsical misty fog floating above. We also partook in a crevassing activity scrambling down the gorge, and although the spaces were tight, we all made it through eventually.
The kayaking activity gave our group an opportunity to cool off after the four days of perfect weather. Despite many of us leaving the experience completely drenched (due to some minor feuds), it was a lot of fun. We rounded off the trip with a sunset walk up the Horn, with spectacular sights of the Aussie Alps. Friday morning was bittersweet; we were all sad to leave but ready to go home and sleep."
Ainsley Paton Y12
"Our last camp, our last chance to push ourselves within the school atmosphere before the looming threat of the last half of year twelve, smashes us all into intense academia.
1600m above sea level and at least 300 above the ground below us, I took my first step down the 90m abseil on our first day of expeditions. Our guides, Trina and David, somehow survived up there all day, every day without death by adrenaline overdose. I myself, on the other hand, am writing this on the trip back, am still awaiting the come down from my 4 days of repeated doses. The next day was rock climbing, then the next canyoning, and kayaking. This camp has reminded me of the versatility and durability of people - to go from school, which consists at this point of mostly sitting and reenacting the study design into a notes book to hanging by a rope from the side of a sheer cliff is no small feat. The fact that no student was left behind is worthy of similar praise.
Though I don’t know how cold the night was exactly, they were freezing. The ability to use my hands and the time of night began to have more correlation than I would normally be comfortable with. This wasn’t such a bad thing, though, and the communal challenge of the elements brought me back to a similar atmosphere to the one that I imagine the people a hundred years ago would have felt, the ones whose footholds I shared.
Connection to the land that we are all the custodians of is the thing that I overwhelmingly have gained."
Wil Barrett Y12